Tag: Tip of My Iceberg
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I Found Him!
He wasn’t physically or mentally lost. He was still operating with all his faculties. But he felt lost to me. We hadn’t connected well with him in quite some time. My husband’s job has been really busy of late. A smattering of travel, a plethora of meetings, responsibilities that grab his attention and his…
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Pleasure And Pain–Is There A Difference?
John was out of town, and three of my sons-in-law were at a college soccer game. Which left my daughter and me with five kids. Dinnertime. Not feeling in the mood to cook–I’m not sure I ever feel in that mood anymore–we decided to take the kids to Chick-fil-A. Family Night. A master of balloon…
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How Did I Miss That?
The waiting was over. The cement truck arrived, and the concrete was finally poured for our patio. The process began a year ago when we determined we were going to expand our small porch to a bigger space to accommodate our growing family and the friends we wanted to entertain outside in our wonderful…
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I Wasn’t Made For This
While we were gone this summer, my friend Amy took charge of freshening up my kitchen. Dream items that are sweet gifts to me. One of my heart’s desires was to have a bigger sink. My other sink was adequate, but I had to maneuver big pots and pans to get them clean. Not a…
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The Beat We Follow Is A Life Path
Birthday parties for kids are all about fun, food, and a lot of the foolish adults don’t often appreciate. Ryken recently turned five. A huge number in a young life–new beginnings, feelings of independence, an “I can do” attitude. He’s very self-aware, of his likes, dislikes, abilities, dreams. A little further along in those areas…
Tip of My Iceberg 